Just got a bunch more snow dumped on us and it's minus 4 degrees Fahrenheit this morning. I'm sick of winter and ready for spring already.
I'm jealous of people who get "snow days." When it snows, I don't get a day off. I just get to try and make it to work without dying. The snow just makes an already long day all the longer, doubling or tripling my commute time and making my stress level go through the roof. You know. Because of the whole, trying not to die thing.
But I'm not bitter or anything. *grumble*